Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2001 23:02:01 EST
From: KMB2476@aol.com
Subject: The Harem: Episode 6
There are several reasons why I am better than Santa and the biggest one is
that I really don't care if you've been naughty or nice. With that in
mind, here is my late Xmas present to you all, both good and bad, The
Harem: Episode 6. Stuff your stockings with this, boys and girls.
If for some reason you haven't read previous chapters of The Harem, check
yourself for a pulse because you're probably dead. If you are, in fact,
alive and wanting to know the basic story, here's a very brief summary.
Having experienced the bliss that is hot lesbian sex between insanely
attractive celebrities, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Rose
McGowan and Jennifer Aniston have relocated to a mansion in Malibu to revel
in their twisted desires for one another. In our last installment they had
a housewarming pool party that had a guest list of Jewel, Alyson Hannigan,
Christina Aguilera, Eliza Dushku and Jessica Alba. Naturally it ended in a
big, naked orgy by the pool and everyone was very happy and well fucked.
Episode 6 picks up from the end of their and runs with it. If you've
missed any previous installments, they're all stored at Stargzaerz which
can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/stargazerz
Before we get to the good stuff, here's the legalities of the situation.
If you are under the age of 18 you cannot read this story. You cannot even
think of reading this story. Stop it right now and go slap yourself for
having naughty thoughts. Better yet slap yourself in the head with a giant
herring.
Also this story is entirely fictional. We might like to think it's true,
but it aint. Sorry.
I would like to thank Ghoulardi and Kay Jay for their advice, ideas and
feedback. I also want to thank Butchman for doing such a kick ass job with
"The C.L.I.T. Comes Together" that I had to work even harder on this story.
Finally I also want to think a certain person who wishes to remain
anonymous but is always encouraging me.
Finally...feedback...I need it. I want it. I must have it. This is hard
work people and a kind word or some constructive criticism will make me
know my effort was not wasted. Please send all comments to KMB2476@aol.com
Now, without further ado. Here's something you'll really enjoy.
The Harem
Episode 6
"Crossing Borders"
By KMB
After a long day of introductions, fun in the sun and, of course,
multiple orgasms, everyone was pretty much ready to drop where they stood.
With all the energy that had been expelled, it was a surprise that the
girls didn't all just fall asleep right there, naked in the showers, dozing
under the hot water. However, they all did at least have enough energy to
clean up, dry off and return to a semblance of normalcy.
None of them had ever done anything like this before. Sarah, Love,
Rose and Jennifer had done some wild things since they had begun their
little relationship, but nothing like this. Rose prided herself as being a
total hedonist and Christina was right with her in that regard, but this
had been off the charts. Everyone else hadn't had that much experience, or
none at all, with women, and this was a real eye opener for them. It had
been an explosion of lesbian lust that none of them felt would ever be
equaled, though they sure as hell wanted to try again as soon as possible.
Parting, in this case, truly was sweet sorrow. Alyson, Jewel,
Jessica, Eliza and Christina did have to return to the lives they had
checked at the door. Cell phone numbers were exchanged between all of them
and, very reluctantly, clothes were pulled back on. The day might have
been over, but everyone felt like the fun was just beginning.
Fortunately, once their guests had left, there wasn't much of a
cleanup. A few pieces of trash here and there, but nothing that required
any real elbow grease. So the girls were content to just leave it until
the morning and crash into their beds.
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm planning on sleeping
until Tuesday," Jennifer sighed as they headed upstairs.
"It's going to take me at least a day more before I'll be
functional," Sarah replied. "I don't think I've ever come so many times
before."
"Amateurs," Rose smirked as she shook her head in disappointment.
"That was nothing."
"Oh yeah big talk from the girl who can barely walk straight," Love
laughed while helping Rose up the stairs.
"Oh I'm not tired," Rose contended. "I just think I pulled a
muscle back there or something. Besides, I don't want to hear any
complaints out of any of you. You were all loving it, so don't pretend you
weren't."
"No one's complaining," Sarah shot back. "And yes we all loved it.
I can admit now it was a good idea."
"Good to hear," Rose said. "So where's my good night kiss?"
"How's this?" Jennifer asked before proceeding to smash her lips
against Rose's in a deep kiss. Whatever energy they lacked, it still
couldn't stop Jennifer from sliding her tongue into Rose's mouth for a
visit.
"I suppose it'll do," Rose teased, savoring one more taste of
Jennifer's lipstick for the night. "At least it'll do until I have you for
breakfast tomorrow."
With that last promise the girls departed for their rooms and,
without even pausing to pull the covers off, much less get into sleepwear,
they fell into sleep. Jennifer in particular, slept like a baby for the
first time in awhile. She didn't feel any of the insecurity or conflict
she had dealt with ever since that fateful limo ride. The open window by
her bed gave her a healthy dose of night air off the ocean and Jennifer
slept silently, a happy smile locked on her face.
When she finally awoke, Jennifer wasn't sure how long she had been
out. It could have been hours, but it could just have easily been for
days. She felt disoriented, but nothing could rip away the content feeling
she had inside herself. Her eyes focused long enough for her to see that
it was still reasonably dark out, so it was probably early morning. She
looked over at her clock and saw that it was about 3 am. She normally
didn't rouse this early, but she supposed all the energy she had used
yesterday had shocked her system a little.
Jennifer tossed and turned for a while, not quite getting back to
the sleepy state she had been in before. She began to feel a little
grungy. She had showered with the rest of the girls, but she supposed that
the feeling shouldn't have been surprising because of all the suntan
lotion, alcohol, sweat and sticky remnants female flesh that had covered
her flesh. She felt a happy shudder at the memory and decided that she had
better get a shower before her skin was stuck to the sheets.
Walking quietly so as not to wake her housemates, Jennifer made her
way to the showers and stripped her bikini off. She wished that Jewel was
there to help her one more time. She was alone though, so it was up to her
to get naked and this was a task Jennifer completed with great ease. Once
bare, she got under the hot water and gasped as it hit her very sensitive
flesh. It was a good gasp and soon Jennifer was reveling in the warmth of
the water spray.
She couldn't believe all she had done and, for once, there were no
regrets. She was a young, sexy woman who had experienced pleasure with
other young, sexy women. What could be wrong with that? All Jennifer felt
was a desire to experience that level of ecstasy again. Her pussy began to
moisten from arousal and Jennifer heeded the call of her libido. She
teased her labia with her fingers and was about to enter when she realized
that it actually hurt to do it. She was still raw from all the licking and
fucking she had submitted to.
Jennifer grinned wildly at the idea she had literally been fucked
raw. She loved that feeling and hadn't experienced it since she and Brad
had first begun dating. Heeding to her body's limitations, Jennifer
contented herself with merely teasing her lips and giving herself a wicked
thrill by doing so. She had never felt so alive and couldn't wait until
she was able again to show her housemates how good she felt.
The question now was what to do with all this energy she was
feeling right now. Sadly, an orgasm was out of the question, so Jennifer
instead decided it was time to explore her surroundings. Love had been
raving about the beach since the other night, and she had yet to see it.
So, telling herself, that there was no time like the present, Jennifer
grabbed a t-shirt and some shorts she had brought down with her and went
off to do some exploring.
As soon as she was out of the house the salt in the night air hit
Jennifer right in the face. She took it all in with a long, deep breath
and savored the moment for all it was worth. She had brought some sandals
with her, but she quickly discarded them and let the cold sand cover her
bare feet. It felt so good to walk on the beach at night, Jennifer thought
to herself. It took her back to her childhood and thinking back to those
innocent times, combined with the new memories she had made with the
decidedly unwholesome activities of the day before, made for quite the
interesting contrast.
Jennifer walked down the pathway toward the beach and began her
journey away from the house. She wondered where the property lines were,
but didn't really give it that much consideration. She supposed it didn't
matter where she journeyed this late at night. She saw a collection of
sand dunes and, deciding to rest a moment and take in her surroundings, she
sat down in front of one of them.
She closed her eyes and let her other senses overwhelm her for a
moment. She could hear the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore
and she could practically taste the salt from the water. The wind coming
from the ocean chilled her still wet hair, but Jennifer didn't mind. In
fact she kind of liked the way the cool air felt against her skin. She
smiled to herself as she began to consider the idea of stripping off her
clothes and running into the ocean for a quick skinny dip. The idea was
beginning to sound better and better to her, when Jennifer suddenly heard a
sound in back of her.
The actress whirled around suddenly to see what it was and received
the shock of her life when a wide-eyed youth popped out from behind the
sand dune. He didn't appear to be far into his 20's, if he was even that
old. But that wasn't important. What was important was that he was
extremely agitated and appeared to have a sharp object in his hand.
"INTRUDER!!!" he yelled and Jennifer did the first thing she
thought of, she screamed in fear.
"INTRUDER!!!" the kid repeated. "YOU WILL PAY THE ULTIMATE PRICE
FOR YOUR TRESPASS!!!"
Naturally fearing for her life, Jennifer scrambled to her feet to
get away. The kid seemed to be swinging some kind of stick or something,
but Jennifer really didn't know what it was and was in no hurry to find
out. She began to run, but tripped in the sand. The kid advanced upon
her, so Jennifer, for her own defense, tossed some sand in his face.
"OWWWW!!!" he yelled as he frantically began rubbing his eyes.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT? THAT HURT!"
Jennifer was confused and frightened all at once. She pulled
herself up again and was about to run away back up to the house to call the
police when she saw two other youths running toward her. Her heart was
pounding in her chest, but at least they didn't seem as agitated as their
companion.
"DEL!!!" one shouted. "LEAVE HER ALONE!!! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!!!"
"Are you ok?" the other one asked Jennifer. He had mussed black
hair and glasses while his friend had closely cropped brown hair. The wild
one had bug eyes and no hair whatsoever on his head.
"What the fuck is going on?" Jennifer gasped. "Don't touch me!"
"Hey it's ok, it's ok..." the one with glasses assured her while
the other one pulled the stick from the crazy guy and broke it. "He was
just playing around. He didn't mean to scare you."
Jennifer felt herself starting to calm, but only to a degree. The
other two seemed normal enough. However she was still ready and willing to
use every self-defense trick she knew at the drop of a hat.
"What did I tell you about playing with strangers, Del?" the brown
haired one asked his wide-eyed companion.
"Don't do it?" the wide eyed one guessed.
"That's right," his friend replied. "And why not?"
"Cause it scares the living bejeesus out of them?"
"Again, very good...now apologize to the lady you've just sent into
therapy," the brown haired youth instructed.
"Sorry," he replied with a smile.
"You know I told you that it wasn't a good idea to take him to see
'The Musketeer' and now here he is playing with swords," the one with
glasses lectured. "I told you that this would happen."
"Yeah yeah yeah, proven right again Franklin," the brown haired one
mumbled. "Congratulations."
"What the hell is going on here?" Jennifer demanded as she noticed
that all three of them were wearing body surfing suits. "And this had
better be a good explanation or I will be calling the police in about five
seconds."
"I am Waldo P. Harrington," the brown haired one replied. "The one
who is right all the time is my associate Franklin and I think you've
already met Delbert."
"That's great, now I know what to call all of you when I'm pressing
charges," Jennifer snapped. "But that still doesn't answer my question."
"We live here," Franklin replied. "So that means we should be
asking you that same question."
"I told you she's an intruder!" Delbert insisted. "She's probably
the one who took our flag! She crossed the border! This is an act of
war!"
Jennifer's head was practically spinning. What was going on?
Flag? Act of war? She'd descended from an erotic fantasy to a surreal
nightmare in the space of minutes? One thing was clear though, she wasn't
the intruder. They were!
"Wait! Wait! Wait!" Jennifer said, throwing her hands up in
exasperation. "What the hell are you talking about? You don't live here!
We do! And furthermore-"
That was all Jennifer could say before her famous face was
recognized in the moonlight.
"Oh geez! It's her!" Waldo exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Franklin agreed. "It's her! The girl from 'Leprechaun!'"
"You don't live here!" Jennifer continued, before the words she
just heard sunk in. "Wait a minute! The girl from 'Leprechaun'? What the
hell? Of all the things I've done you remember me from 'Leprechaun'?"
"We liked 'Leprechaun,'" Waldo replied simply.
"He was intensely frightening," Delbert agreed, seemingly able to
shift from panicky to calm on a second's notice. "That little guy could
sure scamper."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Jennifer finally shouted, still not
believing she was having this conversation.
"We live here!" Waldo insisted.
"No you do not!" Jennifer replied with just as much force. "See
that house up there? That's where I live. You clearly do not live up
there!"
"No, we don't live up there," Franklin said. "We live there."
He then pointed down the beach and Jennifer, after squinting her
eyes, saw what seemed to be an abandoned shack or something.
"No way," Jennifer gasped. She was not expecting to have neighbors
so close to the house. "That's not possible."
"We do," Waldo said. "We've been there for awhile now. We've seen
everything."
"Everything?" Jennifer asked, suddenly very nervous that their
poolside activities had had three sets of eyes looking in.
"Oh yeah everything," Waldo replied. "We saw it all go down when
they busted Madame Steph and everything. It was quite the show, believe
you me."
"Yeah we got called as witnesses and everything when it went to
court," Franklin added. "But we had a very simple answer to all the
questions."
"We didn't see nothing," Delbert stated, demonstrating what exactly
that answer was.
"We find things always run smoother if you keep the blinders firmly
on," Waldo explained.
Jennifer felt tempted to give out a sigh of relief. They hadn't
seen anything yesterday. They could just be pretending they hadn't, but
Jennifer didn't think so. It was hard for her to keep it as a secret and
she knew the stakes. It would have been nearly impossible for three horny
guys to not spill the beans. Their secret was safe, but this certainly
changed the equation of things in Jennifer's eyes.
"What is that place?" Jennifer asked, feeling more at ease with
these guys. Sure they were weird, but Jennifer was classifying them as
Mostly Harmless. If anything did happen though, she felt she could easily
take them down. She wasn't some pumped up muscle chick by any means, but
it seemed the next stiff wind off the water could knock all three of them
to the ground.
"I think it was an old servant's quarters or something, but to us,
it's home," Waldo said. "Hey we're really sorry about all this. We come
down here to surf at nights. We didn't mean to trespass or anything."
"I suppose its ok, if this was all you were doing," Jennifer
relented. After all they didn't own the beach, though she was going to
double check on that after the sun rose.
"But she crossed our border," Delbert protested. "Shouldn't she be
put on trial or something?"
"Face it Del, Delbertland has been seized," Franklin patiently told
his friend. "The dream is dead."
"The dream will never die," Delbert sighed. "It just hibernates
now and again."
"Well it's in deep hibernation now," Waldo said. "We're sorry
about Delbert scaring you before. He didn't mean any harm. He's...he's
just Delbert."
"I think I see what you mean," Jennifer said. "This is just a
little much. I mean we didn't know we had neighbors so close. We just
moved in and-"
"Who's we?" Waldo asked. "You and Brad Pitt move in?"
"We love '12 Monkeys!'" Delbert exclaimed.
"I see," Jennifer replied, kicking herself for using the word "we."
"Ummm it's a long story. I don't really want to...you know...get into..."
"Oh ok," Waldo interrupted again. "Hey you want to see where we
live up close?"
"Ummm well I should be getting back," Jennifer answered, grateful
for the subject being changed and for having an out of this encounter.
They seemed friendly, but Jennifer wasn't the type to go visiting strange
people's houses and these three were definitely strange.
"Awwww c'mon," Delbert whined. "What else are you going to do at
this hour?"
"Well, sleep for one thing," Jennifer remarked.
"Who wants to do that when you can have fun?" Delbert asked.
"Guys, no offense," Jennifer began. "But I barely know you and you
introduced yourselves to me by attacking me."
"Only one of us did," Franklin pointed out.
"Nevertheless, I think I'll leave," Jennifer said as she began
walking back toward the house. "Be good you guys."
"Bye Leprechaun girl," Waldo replied to accompany three waving
hands. Jennifer shook her head and walked away from the beach. What had
she gotten herself into? She returned to the house both refreshed and
confused. Part of her wanted to alert her housemates to the discovery, but
she decided to let the matter rest until the morning.
When she got back to her room, Jennifer doffed her duds and fell
back into the bed naked. She suddenly felt as if she was being stared at,
but she shrugged that away.
"Stop with the paranoia, girl," Jennifer told herself, her soft
voice filling the otherwise empty room. "They can't see through walls."
Jennifer tried to get back to sleep, but she just couldn't do it.
Her mind was too preoccupied. The more she thought about it, the more
disconcerted she was by two things. The first was that they had people
using their beach at night; the second was her own behavior. Granted, they
had gotten off on the wrong foot when Delbert had attacked her, but
otherwise they had been friendly, and Jennifer considered what she had done
a little rude. Maybe that wasn't really the case, but Jennifer did feel
bad for not accepting their invitation.
She doubted that any of them had evil intentions toward her or her
body, so why had she backed away. If she was going to be living here, then
she had better make nice with her neighbors. Keeping secrets was always
going to be easier when you were on good terms with the people keeping
those secrets. She supposed what was really bothering her, was that they
had invaded her fantasy.
In her mind Jennifer saw this house as a guy-free zone. There
would be none of the petty problems she had experienced in her
relationships with men and it would provide refuge from potential problems
with Brad. The house was a desert island she could land on when she needed
to get away from it all. There were no complications here, just love and
lust whenever you needed it. It had been all girl, all the time but now
there were three guys within striking distance.
Jennifer felt like every move she made now with her housemates was
dangerous and risked discovery. She knew that was foolish and she'd get
over it, but the idea that no one else was around was now shattered.
It's not like it was their fault though. They didn't know the
truth of what was going on here; at least Jennifer hoped they didn't.
Waldo and Franklin seemed like decent sorts even if Delbert didn't appear
to be a permanent resident of this solar system. Jennifer felt like she
had blown them off and she prided herself on being nice to people.
It wasn't like it would be an effort for her to go over to their
little place and apologize, Jennifer thought. Then she could set things
right and put her own conscience at ease. Having already made the decision
to go over there in the morning, Jennifer knew debate was unnecessary.
Feeling better already, Jennifer felt her body allow sleep to come and she
dozed once again.
When she awoke, the night was but a distant memory. The sunlight
was streaming through her windows and Jennifer stretched out like a content
cat, letting the touch of natural light cover her bare skin. She saw it
was only 8:30 a.m. and guessed that her housemates were probably still
sleeping off their sex hangovers. Deciding that there was no time like the
present to go over to the neighbors, Jennifer dressed and went over to make
her apologies.
Deciding the best way to access their domicile was around the back;
Jennifer exited the house and walked on the back path toward her
destination. The closer she got, Jennifer was able to see a clearer
picture of the house. The style of the architecture was the same as their
house, but on a much, much reduced scale. Jennifer guessed it was some
kind of servant's quarters or something. It looked kind of run down and
she and her housemates must have just missed it in the excitement of moving
in and their other activities. She'd have to call Lindsey Carlson, their
real estate agent, later to get the full story on this place.
Not quite knowing what she was going to get when she did so,
Jennifer began knocking on the door. She knocked a few times before she
finally heard movement from the inside.
"Hold on...hold on..." a groggy voice said from the inside. That
was followed by a loud bang and a sharp, "Ow!" A few seconds, the door was
opened and Jennifer found herself face to face with a freshly awoken Waldo
P. Harrington.
"Leprechaun girl?" he asked, not quite sure if he was still
dreaming or not. He was dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants and he had a
nasty case of bed head.
"You can just call me Jen," Jennifer told him. "Are you all
right?"
"What do you mean?" Waldo asked.
"Well I heard you say 'Ow!'" Jennifer explained. "And I was just
wondering if you were ok."
"Oh I'm fine," Waldo replied. "I just walked into the wall. Don't
worry, it happens sometimes."
"Ok," Jennifer stated. "Listen, I just wanted to come over and
apologize for last night?"
"Apologize? Why?" Waldo asked. "Did we do something I forgot
about?"
"Hardly," Jennifer replied, not wanting there to be any insinuation
here. "I just kind of yelled at you a little and blew you off so I wanted
to say I was sorry."
"Naw, it's cool," Waldo said. "Don't sweat it. We did kind of
freak you out last night. You want to come in?"
"Ok," Jennifer agreed. "Are you sure it's cool?"
"Yeah it's no problem," Waldo said, holding the door open for her.
"Let me just get the others up."
Jennifer nearly gasped when she saw the inside of the house. She
suddenly felt an urge to clean everything in sight. Their house was like a
dorm room stereotype taken to the extreme. It was all one level and there
were no beds in sight, just three hammocks, two of which were still
occupied. There was a TV in there and a whole mess of electronics amongst
the discarded fast food containers, pizza boxes and other reminders of the
bachelor lifestyle. Jennifer supposed that she shouldn't have been
surprised to see three 20-year olds living like this, but it was still
disturbing to her sense of cleanliness.
Waldo walked over to the other two hammocks and proceeded to dump
his friends out of them. They hit the floor, which was covered in a dark
blue carpet, with a dull thwump.
"What? What is it?" Franklin asked as he searched for his
glasses. "Is it the DEA?"
"No, no no," Waldo replied after noticing that, despite his fall to
the floor, Delbert was still sleeping soundly. "Just the neighbor."
Franklin put his glasses on and was then able to recognize their
visitor.
"Heyyy...Leprechaun girl," Franklin smiled.
"Just call me Jen," Jennifer sighed. She couldn't believe this.
Did they even watch that TV in front of them? What would they remember
Love for, the "Byrds of Paradise" girl?
"Ok, Jen," Franklin said. "What brings you over here?"
"She wanted to take us up on our offer," Waldo said as he
successfully roused Delbert.
"Hey it's..." Delbert began.
"Just call me Jen," Jennifer interrupted, before he could say what
she knew he was going to say.
"Well this is pretty much it," Franklin said as he indicated their
surroundings. "It's not much, but it's ours."
"What do you guys do?" Jennifer asked.
"Whatever we have to," Waldo sighed. "A little of this and a
little of that. As long as we've got the Playstation 2 and food, then
we're happy."
"Very happy..." Delbert emphasized. "Life kicks ass."
"Wow!" Jennifer marveled. "That's the biggest jug of pretzels I've
ever seen!"
"Yeah shop smart, shop S Mart," Delbert agreed. "You should have
seen the jug of little goldfish crackers we had."
"Seems cozy," Jennifer surveyed while hoping they weren't going to
ask her any questions about what it was like going on next door. She was
here to quell suspicion, not to cause it.
"Yeah, well there's this and there's the lab," Waldo said. "It's
all we need."
"The lab?" Jennifer asked, not sure if she heard him correctly.
"Yep the lab," Franklin repeated. "You want to see it?"
"Now wait, shouldn't that be a group decision?" Waldo asked. "We
need a unanimous vote before anyone else is granted access to the secure
areas."
"Quite right," Franklin agreed. "Group huddle!"
While a bemused Jennifer watched, the three pajama clad youths then
got into a group huddle. They conferenced back and forth for a few minutes
before they finally reached a consensus.
"Ok, you can come to the lab, but turn your back, for a second,
ok?" Waldo requested.
"Sure, no problem," Jennifer replied, barely stifling a giggle.
She turned her back and then heard the punching of numbers on a keypad.
The sound of a door unlocking and then opening followed it.
"Ok, you can turn around now," Delbert informed her and Jennifer
did thusly. When she did she saw that a door had opened to an underground
structure. Jennifer was impressed slightly and that only grew when she was
lead downstairs and got a scope of what she was talking about. It was like
something out of a movie. Beakers and Bunsen burners seemed to be set up
everywhere, but that was nothing compared to the sophisticated electronics
that were everywhere. Jennifer had gone from low tech to high tech just by
going down a flight of stairs and she couldn't hide her amazement.
"Cool huh," Franklin stated. "We get a lot of work done here."
"Wow," Jennifer said simply. "It's amazing."
She really was impressed. They said that things were not always as
they seemed and that certainly was the case here. She couldn't believe
what she was seeing. If The Lone Gunman had been this well equipped, FOX
never would have canceled them.
"Meet the pets," Waldo offered and Jennifer took a sharp step back
when she saw that he was holding a fully-grown iguana in his hands. "This
is Izzy. Say hi, Izzy."
Izzy then stuck his tongue out, which Jennifer could only assume
meant "Hello" in lizard. She backed up slightly again and found herself
facing a water tank that held a small, but very real shark inside.
"Oh my God!" Jennifer smiled as she put her hand against the glass,
totally fascinated by this. "He's not one of those man eaters terrorizing
the beaches of America is he?"
"Nahh, Pete prefers chicken wings," Waldo explained. "Let me show
you our guard dog."
The guard dog in charge of security here was very far from a
viscous pit bull. It was a St. Bernard, who seemed more likely to drool on
an intruder's shoes than do anything remotely threatening.
"This is Julius," Waldo said, introducing him.
"Awwwwwwww a puppy," Jennifer melted upon seeing him. "He's the
cutest thing ever." Jennifer then began to rub Julius' head and he
responded quite favorably to the action. However, it wasn't long before
Jennifer found her attention drawn elsewhere. She saw it first out of the
corner of her eyes. It seemed like some kind of random plant growth under
the lights of one of the tables, but Jennifer quickly saw that it was
something she was very familiar with.
"Is that?" Jennifer gasped in amazement.
"Mmm hmm," Franklin answered. "All home grown from our own
formula. We're using hydroponics. We've been experimenting with it for
awhile now and we think we've just about perfected it."
Jennifer could barely speak as she walked over and touched it. She
wasn't an addict. She just liked the stuff and touching a developing crop
of marijuana was something she was curious enough to do.
"Wow..." Jennifer marveled. "I never would have thought that
you...you know..."
"How did you think we could afford all this stuff?" Waldo said.
"Good point," Jennifer agreed. "It's amazing. How do you grow it
underground like this?"
"Trade secret," Franklin replied. "But it's really potent and a
guaranteed high. I'm in charge of development."
"Cool," Jennifer said as she fondled the leaves, touching it as she
would a holy object discovered in an archaeological dig.
"Hey, you wanna get high with us?" Waldo asked and Jennifer had a
quick and decisive response.
"Absolutely," she smiled.
* * * * *
"So I had the Bill Clinton dream again last night," Rose admitted
as she, Love and Sarah sat around in the kitchen.
"Were you in the dress?" Sarah inquired between sips of coffee.
"Mmm hmm and the beret and everything," Rose sighed.
"That just never stops being disturbing," Love analyzed.
"Tell me about it," Rose said. "At least he's not bad looking. I
mean when it comes to having a dream guy like that, you could do at worse."
"Yeah, if you were dreaming about George W. we'd have to have you
committed," Sarah smirked.
"I'd only go if you were doing my bed check every night," Rose shot
right back.
"Speaking of bed checks, does anyone know where Jennifer is?" Love
asked. "Think we scared her off yesterday?"
"No fucking way," Rose emphatically declared. "We finally had her
reveling in her slutty ways yesterday. She was begging for more. I'm
surprised she didn't crawl into bed with one of us last night."
"I'm surprised you didn't," Sarah said. "I was kind of hoping you
would."
"So you're saying you're hungry for some breakfast?" Rose asked
with an unmistakable look of lust.
"If she isn't, I sure am," Love jumped in, not wanting to be the
forgotten girl.
"Oh I'm hungry," Sarah replied, giving Rose that look back and then
some. "What'cha gonna feed me?"
But before the mood could grow any more heated, Jennifer returned
with a wild-eyed look that had nothing to do with great sex. She was
muttering something under her breath as she began foraging through the
cabinets in search of something.
"Ummm are you ok, Jennifer?" Love asked, none of them quite sure
what to make of their friends sudden entrance.
"Crackers...gotta find some crackers..." Jennifer mumbled.
"Crackers?" Sarah repeated.
"Yeah...crackers," Jennifer requested. "Or chips, we got any
chips? Like Pringles or something like that?"
"Ummm yeah, I think we got something in there," Sarah said as Rose
failed in her attempt to stifle her laughter. Rose just couldn't help but
see the humor in Jennifer's behavior and that sent Love off on a laughing
trip too.
Jennifer pulled out a box of Cheerios and munched on a couple
before losing interest and tossing it on the floor. She did the same with
a bag of pistachio nuts when she found getting them out of the shell way to
difficult a task to complete.
"Jennifer, what's going on?" Love asked in between giggles. "Are
you feeling all right?"
"Yeah...yeah...yeah...I'm fine," Jennifer answered in a distracted
tone as she continued rummaging, "Oooooooh! Chips!"
Jennifer then pulled out a container of Pringles and paused only a
mere second before eating them quickly. She tore through the chips, much
to the amazement of her housemates and when she was finished she proceeded
to lick every drop of salt from her fingers. Doing this allowed her
friends to get a good look at her eyes and clued them into her condition.
"Holy shit!" Rose laughed. "That girl is stoned!" Rose had been
trying to fight her laughter since Jennifer had entered and she found the
revelation of her friend's chemically altered state to be endlessly
hilarious. Rose cracked and filled the room with laughter deep from
inside. Jennifer suddenly began looking suspiciously back and forth at all
the girls at the table, her eyes ping ponging from one to the other. This
only made Rose laugh harder and tears were soon falling down her cheeks.
"What?" the much more naive Love interjected. "How do you
know?"
"Please," Rose laughed, trying to control herself. "Remember who I
was engaged to. I know when someone's stoned and this girl is not exactly
a guest on our astral plane right now."
"What the hell happened?" Sarah asked. "Where have you been
Jennifer?"
"Met the neighbors..." Jennifer mumbled as she moved over to the
freezer and happily exclaimed when she found a box of Popsicles inside.
"They had some gooooooooooood shit. Reallllllllllll gooooooooooooooood."
"She is way out of it," Rose laughed. "Way to go Jen! Whatever
you just smoked, I hope you saved some for me."
"Oooooooh they got lots and lots of it," Jennifer replied, her
whole face brightening as she licked away at a grape Popsicle, making it
disappear faster than a hungry kid on a 100 degree day would have, leaving
her lips and tongue all purple. "They got like a bazillion pounds or
something back there!"
"Who is they?" Love asked. "And what are you talking about? What
neighbors?"
"The guys..." Jennifer said as she searched her memory banks. "You
know...whatshisname...and the other guy...and the one with glasses. Damn,
I just had them on the tip of my tongue. Say you girls think it's too
early to order Chinese?"
"We have neighbors?" Sarah inquired in disbelief.
"Yeah...someone took their flag," Jennifer muttered, as a dribble
of grape Popsicle ran down her chin from her talking with her mouth full.
"Ooopsie," Love said shyly. "I didn't know it belonged to anyone."
"Nahhhh it's cool," Jennifer replied, unconcerned about her messy
face. "You should go on over and maybe they'll hook you up."
"I think we'll pass," Sarah declared emphatically. "We'll pay them
a visit another day and not for that."
"Sarah, you don't think they saw us yesterday, do you?" Love asked.
"No wonder they gave her free pot," Rose smirked. "We probably
gave them the thrill of their lives."
"I'm sure they didn't see anything," Sarah assured Love. "But
those of us who aren't stoned need to get ready for work."
"I don't," Love grumbled, as the fact she was the only one of them
not currently working was hit home.
"Awww I didn't mean it like that," Sarah said. "Something's gonna
come your way. I know it will."
"You're right," Love sighed. "It's just that..."
"Hey look at it this way," Rose pointed out. "While we're out
slaving away at the acting grind, you'll be here interviewing maids."
Love's face brightened at the prospect and her mind wrapped itself
around some yummy fantasies.
"Damn, now I wish I was unemployed too," Sarah joked.
"Well we'll all be if we don't get our asses to our respective
networks," Rose said. "Just don't wear the maids out before they actually
get to clean."
"I promise nothing," Love teased as the three of them left the room
with Jennifer staying behind, sitting at the table.
"I am sooooooo fucking stoned," Jennifer giggled in the empty room
before helping herself to another Popsicle.
* * * * *
When Rose finally emerged from her room again she had slipped into
her work clothes, if by work clothes you meant jeans and a t-shirt she
pulled from the bottom of the drawer. She liked the fact that it didn't
matter what she wore to work because whatever it was, it was the costumer's
job to transform her from Rose McGowan to Paige Halliwell. She could wear
whatever she felt comfortable in, even though she still liked best hanging
around the house wearing absolutely nothing.
She had had serious reservations about signing onto a WB program,
especially one that could be as silly as "Charmed." But she had gotten
over most of those reservations. The scripts were pretty good considering,
and the money was real nice for her. Plus it helped that she got along
with her co-stars, Alyssa Milano and Holly Marie Combs, very nicely both
professionally and personally.
Rose could easily summon the very pleasant memories of how she had
turned both of those girls into putty in her hands and transformed Alyssa's
bedroom into a cauldron of lust. She had to get those girls over to the
house soon for some quality time. She knew her housemates would love to
get a crack at her comely co-stars.
The one thing Rose didn't like about the show was the schedule. On
the majority of the films she'd done, she'd enjoyed a leisurely schedule
where she could take her time, get into character and not feel rushed to
deliver the perfect take right away. Series television was an entirely
different experience and it was one Rose was only now getting used to. She
also didn't like the early call times, but she supposed the money was worth
getting up so early.
"Rose! Wait!" a voice called out, just as Rose was heading toward
the door. Rose turned around to see Sarah running after her, still wearing
the robe she had on at breakfast.
"What's up, Sarah?" Rose asked.
"I just wanted to thank you for what you did for Love, making her
feel better and all that," Sarah said. "I think she feels kind of bad
about her career lately."
"Well I figured it was better to say that than tell her to pull her
weight or hit the streets," Rose smiled. "It was no sweat. Love's a
sweetie."
"I also wanted to thank you...for yesterday," Sarah said slowly,
her hand reaching up and stroking Rose's cheek. "You created a lot of fun
and ummmm I don't think I thanked you properly."
Sarah then leaned forward and placed a passionate kiss on Rose's
lips. Rose's immediate reaction was to respond in kind, but even she was
surprised when she reluctantly pushed Sarah away.
"Wow, I never thought I'd be the responsible one around here," Rose
marveled. "But don't you think we need to get to work?"
"I'd much rather thank you," Sarah said, giving Rose the look that
made her hedonist heart beat proud. "What are they gonna do, film without
their stars? Besides, I don't want you having any more Bill Clinton
dreams. I'd much rather you were dreaming of me."
"I don't need to dream of you, I can have you any time I want you,"
Rose confidently stated.
"Is that so?" Sarah asked with an arched eyebrow. "Because it sure
looks like me seducing you here."
"If that's how you want to see it, that's fine," Rose teased. "But
I think I wiggled my finger in your direction and you came running right
after me. Ever hear of playing hard to get? The more I resist you, the
more you want me."
"Maybe so," Sarah admitted with a naughty grin. "But now you just
have to shut up so I can fuck you."
Rose certainly didn't need any extra coaxing so when Sarah again
pressed her lips to hers, she forgot to care about who was seducing whom.
Rose kissed back with a vengeance, sucking Sarah's tongue into her mouth
while she did some exploring with her own tongue. Call times were easily
forgotten about as the girls kissed and touched each other through their
clothes. The layers of fabric denied access to the soft girl flesh that
lay underneath, but that didn't stop Sarah and Rose from touching anywhere
and everywhere they wanted.
Rose's black t-shirt was a recent souvenir from a Nine Inch Nails
concert and it was one size too small. Of course that was how she had
wanted it and Sarah certainly appreciated the look of the tight t-shirt
straining against her chest. During the course of the kiss, Sarah's robe
opened and Rose got in a few good stares at the light blue bra and panties
set that covered Sarah's naughty parts. Wanting to see more, Rose tugged
that robe away and let Sarah attack her in her underwear.
Seeing a couch nearby, Sarah pushed Rose toward it. The
raven-haired beauty got the message and allowed Sarah to push her down.
Rose was used to being the aggressor, but if Sarah wanted to take her like
this, then there was no argument forthcoming. Besides, Rose didn't care
how she got it...as long as it was good. And Sarah's tongue certainly felt
good in her mouth. Soon Sarah's hands were feeling good too, as they
reached up and began to squeeze Rose's breasts through her shirt.
"Mmmm God I just love your tits," Sarah moaned as she felt the
generous mounds of flesh that lay ever so close under Rose's t-shirt.
"Then take 'em out and play with 'em," Rose suggested. "You can
feel how hard you're making my nipples."
"Mmmm hmmm," Sarah smiled in agreement. She then pulled up Rose's
shirt revealing the flesh that lay braless underneath. Her mouth was
quickly filled with that flesh as Sarah tasted what Rose was eager to offer
to her. Rose cupped her breasts in her hands, giving Sarah even better
access.
"Yesssssss suck on them," Rose urged. "Suck on those tits like the
naughty little lesbian you are Sarah. Show me how much fun you had
yesterday."
In order for her to do that she'd have to fuck Rose for hours,
Sarah thought to herself with a happy grin. Sarah was still floating from
everything that had happened poolside. They had all fucked each other
silly and Sarah knew it would be a long time before she repaid Rose for
setting it all in motion. Having both tasted and been tasted by Alyson and
Eliza, Sarah knew the lines between her life here and her professional life
were shredded forever. She felt nothing but elation over that now. She
had been nervous before, but now all she could think about were tantalizing
possibilities with other co-stars.
Her thoughts were also directed to the topless hottie before her on
the couch. Sarah ceased her oral attention to Rose's chest and began
kissing her way downward. She lavished kisses all over Rose's skin,
kissing her stomach and eliciting a few tickle created giggles from Rose.
Hmmmm, I'll have to see how ticklish this girl can get someday, Sarah
thought. Rose's belly was soon covered with the remnants of Sarah's wet
kisses and to say that the brunette wanted more, would be putting things
mildly.
"C'mon...don't tease me," Rose whined as she writhed on the couch.
Sarah had sunk to her knees and was pushing Rose further and further toward
lustful insanity with her hot kisses and stubborn refusal to remove any
more of Rose's clothes. "Go on...do it!"
"Do what Rose?" Sarah asked wickedly, reveling in the opportunity
to have Rose begging for her touch for a change. It gave her a real rush
to feel Rose's need and turn the tables on the house's resident
provocateur. It had taken so little to get her worked up, and Sarah wanted
her to suffer just a little bit before achieving release. "You have to
tell me what you want or else I'm not going to know what to do to you."
"Awwwww don't fucking tease," Rose moaned, her arousal almost
dripping from each word coming out of her mouth. "You know what I want!"
"No, you have to tell me," Sarah grinned.
"Oh you fucking hot bitch, fuck me Sarah!" Rose commanded. "Get
these goddamned pants off me and eat my pussy so I can come all over your
hot TV star face. Let me fuck your beautiful face Sarah!'
"Nasty girl," Sarah replied seductively. "Saying all those bad
words to me. You'll get just what you want you nasty girl."
Sarah's hands then pulled open Rose's belt and undid the button to
her jeans. She jerked them down her legs, immediately getting them tangled
in her shoes. Rose thought she was going to lose it when she heard Sarah
laugh in delight at this easily correctable predicament. Love was pure
nympho and Jennifer was a slut in sheep's clothing, but to Rose's eyes only
Sarah could easily switch back and forth from innocent to lustful. It was
like going from 0 to 60 in a mere second and Rose loved it.
After removing Rose's shoes, Sarah finally got her jeans all the
way off and cast them aside with her t-shirt. Sarah kissed up and down
Rose's legs and over her thighs, knowing that all that stood between her
and the warm slice of heaven that was Rose's pussy was a black thong that
was already soaked with desire. Sarah slung Rose's legs over her shoulders
so she could be right up in front of the object of her lust. The blonde
then dragged her tongue over Rose's covered pussy, tasting the essence that
had soaked through and making her lover shudder and writhe on the couch.
Sarah's mouth watered over tasting more of her friend so she didn't even
pause long enough to get Rose's thong off of her body.
Sarah pushed Rose's thong to the side. The second her pussy was
uncovered, Sarah was all over her. With Rose moaning her encouragement the
entire time, Sarah pressed her lips to her wetness; letting the smell and
taste of her arousal overwhelm her senses. Sarah gave Rose a few nasty
swipes up and down, but never pushed past toward her clit. As Rose
squirmed on the couch, Sarah began sucking on the lips of her pussy,
driving her lover wild and making her desperate for much more.
"Ohhhh yesssss my...my clit," Rose requested, her breath and words
ragged. "Suh...suck...my clit. Suck my clit Sarah!"
Sarah pretended not to hear her and instead continued to suck and
lick Rose's labia, always promising but never delivering attention to her
clit. This drove Rose crazy with lust and frustration. On one hand she
hated being teased like this, she hated being made to wait for her
pleasure. On the other hand, Sarah was sooooooo good at this. Looked like
she'd been paying attention to her sex lessons lately. The anticipation of
orgasm was delicious and the agony Sarah was putting Rose through felt so
sweet.
"Ohhhhhh you're sooooooo bad," Rose moaned, her words drawn out by
the desire pounding through her body. "Fuck me you bitch! Don't make me
wait for it you evil bitch!"
"I learned from the best," Sarah grinned, taking Rose's lust fueled
words as the highest compliment. She decided that it was time to stop
torturing her friend and she slid two of her fingers into Rose's pussy, her
wetness allowing Sarah to penetrate her easily. Rose just about jumped off
the couch when she finally felt contact with her clitoris and she began
moving her body in time, humping Sarah's fingers and covering them in the
juices that were boiling over inside her.
Sarah continued to finger fuck Rose as she tongued her labia,
loving the feel of the juice that was spilling out onto her tongue. She
knew that Rose was going to make her pay for this, but that was the idea.
She was looking forward to payback from Rose because she knew it wasn't
going to bring her anything but one intense orgasm after the other. If she
hadn't wanted that, then why had she moved in here? If she'd wanted to go
without, Sarah knew she could have just stayed with Freddie.
At the thought of her fiancee, Sarah slowed down just a bit. He
was a distraction she didn't need, so when she felt Rose's hand apply
itself to the back of her head and push her forward, she didn't resist.
She didn't want to be thinking about anything else than the beautiful woman
before her who was begging for her tongue.
Rose got exactly what she was hoping for when she shoved Sarah's
face into her pussy. Sarah began a thorough tongue-lashing that rewarded
Rose for letting her frustration boil over. She thought the girls had all
been exhausted by yesterday's activity, but as Sarah's tongue worked her
clit over, Rose was ecstatic to see that was far from the case. Sarah was
taking her like she had been stuck in a nunnery for the past six months and
Rose was reaping the benefits. Sarah's panties were soaked by now the
light blue color was closer to dark navy. She began rubbing herself
through her panties, stimulating her clit while eating Rose out.
"Awwwwww fuck yeah!" Rose grunted, holding Sarah down and making
sure she wasn't going to be able to get away. "Work that pussy over bitch!
Mmmmm they're gonna wonder why we're both so late and it's gonna be because
you're fucking my pussy so nice!"
Sarah barely cared what time it was if she was late getting to
work, then so be it. This was her priority at the moment and, as her face
and tongue was covered in the hot juice that signified Rose's orgasm was
close, she couldn't think of anything she wanted to be doing more. She was
young, beautiful and free of her inhibitions. Everything else could wait
until later. She withdrew her fingers to allow her tongue better access to
Rose's honeypot and, as she tightened her grips on Rose's legs, Sarah set
to work on bringing her lover off.
With her lips and tongue working hard on her pussy, it didn't take
much work at all for Sarah to accomplish her goal. Rose seemed to spend
her days in a perpetual state of heat, ready to rock and roll at a second's
notice, so getting her off was never hard when she was into it. She was
certainly into it here and with Sarah's tongue burrowed snugly inside her
sizzling pussy, Rose knew her orgasm was going to be a big one.
That proved to be the truth moments later when Sarah hit the right
spot with her tongue and Rose's floodgates opened. Sarah lapped up every
drop of sex from Rose, covering her tongue in the taste that managed to be
sweet and tangy. The perfect candy, Sarah grinned at the thought. Rose
wailed her pleasure as loud as she can, no doubt giving Love and Jennifer a
thrill in the process. Her pussy smashed against Sarah's face with every
thrust of her hips, covering the girl in her essence and causing it to
dribble just a bit down her chin and onto her barely covered chest. Sarah
caught everything she could with her tongue and her fingers easily
corralled what she missed. When she finally pulled away from Rose, Sarah
made sure she got an excellent view of her licking those fingers clean,
with long, loving tongue strokes.
Sarah had barely finished licking her own flesh clean, before Rose
grabbed her and brought her in for a kiss. They passionately frenched each
other, Rose's bare breasts rubbing against Sarah's bra and giving each girl
a fresh shiver of arousal. Rose lingered in Sarah's mouth, tasting herself
all over her lover's lips and tongue. When they finally pulled away, a
small strand of saliva remained connected between them, acting as a
reminder of their shared passion.
"So when do I get to thank you?" Rose asked as she reluctantly
pulled her thong back into place. She wanted to keep the soaked garment on
her body as a reminder of her morning activities. "You need to be taught a
lesson about teasing people."
"Oh then how come you're the queen of tease when it comes to eating
pussy?" Sarah laughed.
"But when I do it, it's nice," Rose replied.
"And that wasn't?" Sarah challenged.
"Good point," Rose smiled. "I think you have me there."
"Mmmm I like having you...anywhere," Sarah said, leaning in for
another kiss and a soft stroking of Rose's bare breasts.
"So when can I have a chance to get you back?" Rose asked. "Or am I
going to have to throw you down right now and tear your undies off?"
"I wouldn't put up much of a fight," Sarah said. "But do you think
you can wait till tonight? I think my responsible side is kicking in
again."
"If that's what you want, then so be it," Rose grinned as she
pulled her shirt back over her chest and retrieved her jeans. "As long as
I got mine. That's all that matters."
"Selfish witch," Sarah smiled.
"Slayer tease," Rose shot back and the two paused for another kiss
before finally leaving behind fantasy for a little while to reenter their
chosen profession.
* * * * * *
The sounds of the sexual commotion had naturally been more than
enough to attract the curious attentions of Love. By the time she got to
the source, Sarah was already face deep in Rose's pussy, so she decided not
to interrupt. The two looked so into each other that Love felt her
presence might detract from, rather than add to the fun. Besides Love
always liked to watch and sometimes it could be just as fun.
Luckily she'd still been wearing her pj's so it had been easy for
her to slide her hand down toward her pussy while she watched the fun. Her
bottoms were quickly soaked through and Love rubbed her wetness all over
her pussy, thighs and into her bush. She watched with wide-open eyes as
Sarah feasted on Rose, her fingers working in time with the movements she
witnessed. She didn't want to bring herself off though, she just wanted to
make sure she was aroused like crazy.
Love felt so sexy when she was close to orgasm. It was like every movement
she made set off tingles inside her body and she felt like she was glowing
with pre-orgasmic anticipation. If she was going to be interviewing maids
today, then she wanted to make damn sure she was glowing. If she was, then
maybe she'd find the right one to attend to all of her needs.
Those delightful fantasies played in Love's mind as she pulled
herself away from the scene in front of her and went to shower and get
dressed. They provided a nice distraction from the problem that was really
bothering her. She supposed she was going to have to get used to seeing
her housemates disappear every day to their jobs, while she stayed home.
It wasn't like she was unemployable or that she was one step away from the
poorhouse. It was just that she envied them having good, interesting roles
to play.
She knew it was just her insecurity rearing it's ugly head, but Love
couldn't help but feel a little bad about being the only one of them not
working steadily. They all seemed to have plans for their acting futures
and here she was hoping not to be condemned to doing movies on the Disney
channel.
Love sat on her bed, her hair still wet from her shower and her
head in her hands, thinking things over when there was a knock on her door.
"Come in," Love said and Jennifer shyly opened the door.
"Ok, how weird was I acting?" Jennifer asked, appearing to have
come down from her chemically induced high. "I didn't do anything stupid
did I?"
"It was pretty out there," Love replied. "But besides not making
any sense and seeming to have a nasty case of the munchies, you didn't do
anything too bad."
"That's a relief," Jennifer sighed as she sat down on the bed
beside Love. "I don't know what came over me, they offered me the stuff
and I just couldn't say no. It just looked too good."
"Was it worth it?" Love asked.
"Oh yeahhhhh," Jennifer answered before blushing. "I think I might
have had too many Popsicles, but was a nice way to start out the morning.
You know if you ever-"
"Thanks, but that's not really my scene though," Love interrupted.
Despite her love for all things sexual, Love was still a pretty
straightlaced girl. She never even drank, much less did any drugs. The
idea of getting high had never held much appeal to her. Maybe that was one
of the problems with her image, Love thought to herself.
"Oh c'mon Love, all the cool kids are doing it," Jennifer teased.
"What are you, chicken?"
"So this is how it is?" Love inquired. "I corrupt you with sex and
you corrupt me with drugs?"
"That's the plan," Jennifer admitted. "At this pace we'll both be
crack whores in no time."
"Oh stop it," Love as she playfully smacked Jennifer away. "So we
have neighbors? Are they cute?"
"Well they certainly are different," Jennifer replied. "You'll
have to see for yourself, I guess."
"Just as long as they don't interrupt the fun then there won't be
any problems," Love declared.
"Oh I wouldn't worry about that," Jennifer assured her, sealing her
promise with a tender kiss. Jennifer could feel that something was
bothering Love, so when she ended the kiss she sought the source of her
discomfort. "What's wrong sweetie?"
"Oh it's nothing," Love said dismissively. "Just me being silly."
"No, tell me, what's wrong?" Jennifer asked, her concern evident.
"Well it's really nothing, but I guess I'm a little insecure about
my career and all," Love explained. "I mean you, Sarah and Rose all have
great jobs and I'm still scrounging around going to auditions, hoping
someone will give me a part where I don't have to run around in a tank top
or pine over Scott Wolf. Sometimes I feel like no one is going to give me
a chance to show what I can do."
"Oh sweetie, don't feel bad," Jennifer replied tenderly, bringing
Love into a hug. "You've already accomplished so much. You shouldn't
worry about all that. People love you. I've seen all those fan letters
you get and all those websites about you. Just because people aren't
banging down your door to give you the lead in some stupid sitcom that will
get cancelled in three weeks doesn't mean anything. That's a good thing.
You don't want to do some piece of garbage just so you can be working.
There's the perfect project out there for you and I know you'll find it."
"Thanks Jen," Love said. "I guess I just need to hear that every
now and then from someone who's not my mom."
"It's no problem," Jennifer said, holding her friend and lover
tight. "You're so young and beautiful and talented. Everyone else is
going to see what we see soon. I just know it."
"Did anyone ever tell you you're a great shoulder to cry on?" Love
asked.
"Oh that's only cause they've never seen me high on pot," Jennifer
replied and the two girls began laughing. A ringing cell phone was the
only thing that interrupted them, and that sound forced them out of their
hug.
"Yours or mine?" Love asked.
"Mine," Jennifer said as she answered it. "Hello?"
"Hello, Jen?" a familiar voice said on the other end. "It's
Jewel."
"Jewel? Hi!" Jennifer replied, seeing Love's eyes light up at the
mention of their busty Alaskan friend. "What's up?"
"Ummm well, I don't really know how to say this right," Jewel began
nervously. "It's just that...well I really had a lot of fun yesterday.
God, I just can't stop thinking about it. You were all just so beautiful
and mmmm I just loved every second of it."
"Well we had a lot of fun too," Jennifer said. "It was new for all
of us, but I really want to do it again soon."
Love's eager nodding was evidence that she too wouldn't need much
coaxing to engage in another day like that.
"Yeah, well that's kind of why I called," Jewel said. "Ummmm were
you serious about saying that we could like move in with you?"
"Yeah...most definitely yeah!" Jennifer said happily, dreaming
about having that beauty near her every night.
"Cause my house, well I'm renting and I was coming up to the end of
my lease," Jewel explained. "I was going to extend it, but now I'm
thinking I might not. I was kind of hoping there might be space for me
there in that house and, if it was ok with you guys, I might come there to
live."
"What's she saying?" Love impatiently asked.
"She wants to know if she can move in," Jennifer informed her.
"Tell her yes!" Love squealed in happiness. "For the love of God
tell her yes!"
"Well we have to discuss it with the others," Jennifer stated.
"What's to discuss?" Love asked, grabbing for the phone. "Tell her
to get her gorgeous ass over here now!"
"Stop," Jennifer smiled as she pushed the very happy Love down onto
her pillows. "I'm sure Sarah and Rose would love to have you move in and I
know Love and I certainly do. Let me just talk about it with them. I'll
call you tonight, ok?"
"Ok," Jewel answered, relieved that it had gone all right. She had
been nervous that they might have only seen her as some kind of conquest,
but now she knew that was far from the case. She had had so much fun and
she hadn't wanted it to end after she'd left the house. "I really can't
wait to see you guys again."
"We can't wait either," Jennifer responded. "We were hoping you'd
take us up on the offer. Talk to you later."
Jennifer then ended the call and she and Love shared a happy hug.
"Looks like we've got one more room filled," Jennifer declared.
"And just think of the fun we could have filling the other ones
too," Love grinned, her mind whirling with ideas of who to invite next.